The Blue Between the Drops

The Blue Between the Drops / Cold glass against my fingertips A thousand rivers trace their lines The world is blurred beyond my lips Caught within these quiet designs Raindrops falling like a heavy secret Washing out the colors of the day A heart that’s holding what it couldn’t keep Watching all the blue just fade to grey Shadows dance upon the window pane The rhythm of the storm is all I hear Searching for a reason in the rain To let go of the ghosts I hold so dear It’s not the thunder that’s the loudest part It’s the silence blooming in my chest A watercolor map of a broken heart Putting all the 'what-ifs' to rest Just the sound of the sky...Falling down...Letting go...